Apocalypse: Call Me the Heartless Slave Owner

[Apocalypse] [National destiny] [Palworld] [Farming] [Satisfying read]

[You have entered the National Destiny Apocalypse Wasteland Game!]

[Congratulations, you have acquired the talent: Taming!]

[Warning, zombies are approaching!]

Fang Ran watched the zombies charging toward him, a smile spreading across his face.

Zombies? They're free labor!

He grabbed them and started exploiting them mercilessly!

"The one thing the apocalypse has plenty of is zombies. If you won't work, there are plenty more who will!"

"Zombies don't need food or rest. When one wears out, just clear it out and replace it with another."

"The rotten flesh left behind when zombies die can be ground up and mixed into the soil as fertilizer. Then send in more zombies to work, and you can grow even more food."

"Feed the food to pigs, then use pork to lure in zombies, and you'll get even more labor..."

"I call this the Zombie Perpetual Motion Machine!"